AFTERSCHOOL/AFTERPARTY by TWENTYTHREE808 Lyrics
(2 3,2 3,2 3,2 3,2 3)
(You cannot see, What)
(Yea, yea, yea, yea)
(Lil bitch)
Bitch you ain't heard this before
Might see me out of control
Inside I woken my soul
Motherfuck what you done known
Man fuck all of you folks
All on clothes like it's unknown
Nigga sounding like I heard this before
Niggas praying for two seaters
(Aye)
And that nigga pride like Yeezus
(Aye)
I don't do Molly or Xan
Can't give a fuck if you don't understand
Can't give a fuck about your clan
(Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait)
(Nigga I ain't even done)
(Ice me out bitch)
(Turn the fuck up)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
[Lord Goddee]
(2 3, 2 3, 2 3)
(What, What, What)
(Turn the fuck up)
Young nigga moving with plans
That Lil bitch think I'm her man's
Bitch I fuck and pass
(Aye)
[TWENTYTHREE808]
I remembеr back in class I used to rock with a bad bitch
(Aye)
Man I was a odd toddler
And a nigga wеren't bothered
(Aye)
Cause you know it's elite
(aye)
And my voice is sweet
I'd like your momma all on my sheets
Might just do something about this
She know I'm all about hits
Hence her always hitting licks
I am from nowhere with this
I has no hope for this shit
So fucked up I had to own up to this
(Turn the fuck up)
Give me the Glock I go John Wick
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
You steady hanging around with the grimiest
Off with your flows
I'm on a roll
I'm on that
I do this on my own
Prone to ain't being with you
I do it all by my rules
Can't fuck with none of you fools
These niggas holding the block with no clue
(Ouhh)
Give me the Glock I go John Wick
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
You steady hanging around with the grimiest
Off with your flows
I'm on a roll
I'm on that
I do this on my own
Prone to ain't being with you
I do it all by my rules
Can't fuck with none of you fools
These niggas holding the block with no clue
(Ouhh, huhh)
These niggas holding up the block with no clue
(What)
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
(What)
(Turn the fuck up)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Give me the Glock I go John Wick
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
You steady hanging around with the grimiest
Off with your flows
(Turn the fuck up)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm on a roll
I'm on that
I do this on my own
Prone to ain't being with you
I do it all by my rules
Can't fuck with none of you fools
These niggas holding the block with no clue
(Ouhh, huhh)
These niggas holding up the block with no clue
(What)
(You cannot see, What)
(Yea, yea, yea, yea)
(Lil bitch)
Bitch you ain't heard this before
Might see me out of control
Inside I woken my soul
Motherfuck what you done known
Man fuck all of you folks
All on clothes like it's unknown
Nigga sounding like I heard this before
Niggas praying for two seaters
(Aye)
And that nigga pride like Yeezus
(Aye)
I don't do Molly or Xan
Can't give a fuck if you don't understand
Can't give a fuck about your clan
(Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait)
(Nigga I ain't even done)
(Ice me out bitch)
(Turn the fuck up)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
[Lord Goddee]
(2 3, 2 3, 2 3)
(What, What, What)
(Turn the fuck up)
Young nigga moving with plans
That Lil bitch think I'm her man's
Bitch I fuck and pass
(Aye)
[TWENTYTHREE808]
I remembеr back in class I used to rock with a bad bitch
(Aye)
Man I was a odd toddler
And a nigga wеren't bothered
(Aye)
Cause you know it's elite
(aye)
And my voice is sweet
I'd like your momma all on my sheets
Might just do something about this
She know I'm all about hits
Hence her always hitting licks
I am from nowhere with this
I has no hope for this shit
So fucked up I had to own up to this
(Turn the fuck up)
Give me the Glock I go John Wick
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
You steady hanging around with the grimiest
Off with your flows
I'm on a roll
I'm on that
I do this on my own
Prone to ain't being with you
I do it all by my rules
Can't fuck with none of you fools
These niggas holding the block with no clue
(Ouhh)
Give me the Glock I go John Wick
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
You steady hanging around with the grimiest
Off with your flows
I'm on a roll
I'm on that
I do this on my own
Prone to ain't being with you
I do it all by my rules
Can't fuck with none of you fools
These niggas holding the block with no clue
(Ouhh, huhh)
These niggas holding up the block with no clue
(What)
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
(What)
(Turn the fuck up)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
Give me the Glock I go John Wick
Twentythree baby I'm in the 90's
You steady hanging around with the grimiest
Off with your flows
(Turn the fuck up)
(Aye, aye, aye, aye)
I'm on a roll
I'm on that
I do this on my own
Prone to ain't being with you
I do it all by my rules
Can't fuck with none of you fools
These niggas holding the block with no clue
(Ouhh, huhh)
These niggas holding up the block with no clue
(What)